The holidays are over. This is bad for my social life. Reeeeeeeeally bad. I had an appointment at my chiropractor's and after running my errands in town I still had some extra time so I drove around the riverfront. It was 11pm-kind-of-dark at 5. Eery, but really beautiful. It just gave me the gentle reminder, "You're all alone again." but not in a lonely way. In a matter-of-fact way. I'm flying solo again. And I love to fly.
And sometimes that's a good thing. There's a certain schedule, certain priorities that I have when free time = me time. I find that it's very easy to get into a lull when my friends are in town. It's easy to get sidetracked. So, while I'm sad that we're back in the "dry" season, it's also a refreshing time for me to be with myself. It means more time for myself, which is blessing. I feel like a lot of people are so busy trying to be someone, trying to be with someone, that we forget about our own selves. That little nugget inside of us. So I'm going to try to be patient with God and myself. And I think out of that patience will come something unexpected.
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